Dinner
Monica and I drove through the gates of the City Gardens
toward one of the most sought after places to dine for an
evening meal. After a short drive through the grounds we
stopped in front of the restaurant and were quickly seated
in a private corner.
I looked to the picture of loveliness sitting opposite
me. Monica had chosen to wear a red evening dress with plunging
neckline and hemline finishing rather unmodestly, mid
thigh. I smile smugly as I recall the envious looks as we
walked through the busy dining room.
Polite small talk punctuated the meal. My eyes always straying
towards the cleavage between Monicas ample, firm breasts.
I catch the waiter making a quick glance as she gives him
a cheeky, seductive look and teasingly leans over a little
too much as he serves.
Sometime during the main course we start absently stroking
each others feet under the table. Without discussion
we slip our shoes off and Monica slowly strokes my calves
while continuing the small talk like nothing is happening.
I smile inwardly as I decide to spice things up to see if she
will loose her cool.
I leisurely rub her calf in slow sexy movements, then rise
higher to caress the inside of her thighs just above her
knee. Apart from looking straight at me with a what are
you doing? Look - there is no reaction.
I increase the taunt by resting my foot on the chair between
her legs and lazily rub the inside of her flesh. Her eyes
widen for a moment and a smile quickly plays across her lips.
She quickly glances around before moving forward in her
seat until I feel my toe pressed against her clit beneath
the thin fabric of her panties. Gently I stroke up and down
the pubic mound feeling her panties get moist. I watch as
a hot flush spreads from between her breasts up the neck
and finish just behind her ears. I imagine placing soft
kisses along that path, the meal and conversation all but
forgotten.
Her eyes half close as I increase the rhythm and concentrate
on the clit. Her breathing becomes shallow pants as she
opens herself to my attentions and pushes further forward
in her seat.
I suddenly stop.
A groan almost escapes her lips and her eyes pierce me with
a look of fire. She looks pleadingly at me, unable to trust
her voice.
With the remains of our dinner now cold I say conversationally,
You look a little warm darling. Would you like a walk in
the cool night air before desert?
That would be lovely, Monica says, trying to recover.
We walk slowly on to balcony then out into gardens. As we
leave the pool of light cast from the restaurant, she grabs
my hand and pulls me into the gardens. She quickly spies
a vine-covered gazebo and almost runs toward it dragging
me along. The instant we pass into the moon shadowed interior
she pushes me back against the railing and passionately
kisses me.
You are a naughty boy! she says with a wicked smile. Then
before I can comment her lips fall upon mine again.
Our bodies press against each other. My hands cup her breasts
and arse, feeling the firm ripeness of her body. Her hips
grind against my thigh as her hand falls upon the swelling
of my cock straining against my pants. She squeezes firmly
and extracts her lips from mine. Another wicked smile forms
as she breathes, I think its your turn now babe!
Monica slowly slides down my body, kneels down before me
and undoes my belt. Fumbling with the zipper, she looks
up and says, Let me taste this cock. My pants are tugged
down and my cock, freed from restraint, stands proud and
erect.
I look down to see one hand firmly grasp my cock and guide
it toward her waiting mouth. Her other hand moves instantly
toward her pussy and begins stroking her clit.
A groan of delight escapes my lips as the head of my cock disappears
into her fabulous organ. I close my eyes and lean against
the rail as Monica slowly sucks the end of my cock, her tongue
working magic every time it disappears into her mouth.
Inexorably she takes more of my cock into her mouth. Her
fingers around my shaft moving in time with her head. I feel
the pressure rising and lightly place my hands on her head
to maintain a ball tightening rhythm.
I feel my cock touch the back of her throat as she takes it
all in and feel the vibrations down to my balls as she murmurs
with pleasure.
mmm baby, Im going to blow soon. I warn her. Her eyes gleam
as she increases the rhythm. My cock feels ready to explode.
Then she stops!
Dont cum yet baby! Youve got me so horny. Im so close.
She says, her fingers playing beneath her g-string. My
cunt wants to feel your cock
She quickly stands and backs toward the bench in the middle
of the gazebo. She pulls her dress above her hips revealing
the matching red g-string now wet with her juices.
She sits on the edge, reclines back and spreads her legs
wide pulling the thin strip of fabric aside offering her
glistening pussy to my throbbing cock. I look up from her
perfectly manicured pussy into an expression of wild animal
lust.
I want you to fuck me. Fuck me now! Fuck me hard!
I position myself between her legs, my cock hard and throbbing.
Pushing herself up on one elbow, finger playing across
her quivering pussy. She reaches out with her other hand
to grab my cock.
Her fingers close around my cock which spasms at her touch.
A wild gleam still in her eyes.
Dont worry my precious. You will cum soon. I want you to
explode inside me.
Monica looks hungrily at my cock as she pulls it closer to
her cunt. Her fingers stop playing with her clit to spread
her flaps wide. She places my cock on the rim of her woman
hood, pauses, then arches her back and thrusts her hips
forward. A stifled gasp escapes her lips as I watch my cock
slide easily into her tight wet pussy.
Both hands grab at my hips and pull me closer. I fall down,
arms outstretched, either side of her writhing body, my
cock pushing deep inside.
Harder! Deeper! she moans. Fuck, Im so close.
Her hips drive up to meet my thrusts. My cock is almost bursting.
I can feel her cunt muscles grip my cock trying to hold me
in. I give her what she wants. I thrust harder and deeper.
I feel the climax rising. Her hands clawing at my back, imploring
me to fuck her harder. I look down on her face, a mask of painful
delight.
I can not control myself any longer. I thrust hard and deep
feeling the climax form in my balls.
Yes, baby! Im coming NOW!! she calls as the wave of pleasure
explodes from my cock washing over my body. I thrust deeply
again and again as the sensation in my cock returns.
Monica writhes beneath me for a moment longer before her
eyes open revealing the peaceful satisfaction of her exertion.
I lean down further and gently kiss her expectant lips as
I feel the last spasms of her pussy die away.
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